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411 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 17, 2014
“You ask me what I want. You. I want to be good for you. I got some things to work out before I’m any good for anybody.”
This. This was love. This was forever.
Having suffered loss in the war and taking the burden of blame for it, Robert “Showdown” Ryan has nothing left of himself. He is an empty husk of a man, drowning in grief and whiskey, seeking relief in numbness
“You look at me like you see something.” He drew his thumbs over her cheekbones and felt the swell as she smiled.
“I do.”
“No. Nothing to see.”
She blinked and her eyes cleared and opened fully. “That’s not true, Show. I see kindness. Strength. And sorrow.” One hand slid from his neck, and she put her fingers over his mouth and through his beard. “When I look at you, I can feel you. I don’t know why.”
Gently, letting his mouth learn her, savoring the silken glide of her lips on his, the warmth of her tongue again his. His blood humming, his cock hard and straining, he groaned and dropped her hand so he could frame her face
"You look at me like you see something.”
"I do.”
"No. Nothing to see.”
"That’s not true, Show. I see kindness. Strenght. And sorrow.”
"This. This was love. This was forever."
"A borrowed family felt better than none at all."
“I don’t want to be fixed. Not by anybody but me. Just asking if you can see your way to hang around a spell while I do it.”
"I know what I want. Fuck, I want anything for the first time in more years than I care to count. I want a whole life."
“You look at me like you see something.” He drew his thumbs over her cheekbones and felt the swell as she smiled.
“I do.”
“No. Nothing to see.”
She blinked and her eyes cleared and opened fully. “That’s not true, Show. I see kindness. Strength. And sorrow.” One hand slid from his neck, and she put her fingers over his mouth and through his beard. “When I look at you, I can feel you. I don’t know why.”
"Shannon had come into his life when he was lost in storm of grief and loss, when the unendurable pain of it had driven him to hollow numbness."
"Shannon had come into his life when he was lost in storm of grief and loss, when the unendurable pain of it had driven him to hollow numbness."
"I know what I want. Fuck, I want anything for the first time in more years than I care to count. I want a whole life."
"This. This woman in his arms. The way she looked at him. The way she made him feel. This is what he'd wanted, all his life. What he'd needed. Someone to need him. To want him. To know him. Someone he could need and want and know in return."
There was a new vibe in Signal Bend. HOPE.